Tulip

TULIP
BY: Armandolush
(writen on February 18, 2009)

starting from a simple seed,
buried under grownd,
spreading water that will feed,
a beauty growing now,
sprouting up above the floor,
a growing stem and flower,
born and rising from the moor,
a beauty from the sour,
it slowly spreads its pedals,
a ruby red or white,
coming from surrounding metals,
a helping of sunlight,
as it begins to grow,
its beauty slowly fades,
dying faster not too slow,
a tulip gone aways,
a beauty grown from the waste,
slowly dissapeared,
but when it grew it gave a taste,
of beauty re-appeared.